"I take back some of the words just now, your discipline is good."
He went straight to the empty space on the field.
"According to the previous call, which of you want to do it? Come out."
He stood on the field with a big thorn, looking around casually.
"I'm coming!!" "Me!"
Two members of the elite group stood up, all short-haired boys, one of them was wearing black leather pants, with a eager smile on his face.
"Seidon and Candice are the strongest newcomers in the club. They often practice together and cooperate very well. Maybe there is a chance of winning." Serena whispered to her sister Quentin.
Quentin just shook his head. "Differs greatly."
"Huh?" Serena glanced at her sister in confusion.
At this time, the two had already stood in front of Garen and exchanged glances.
Crack!
The two of them took a step forward at the same time, and punched Garen from both sides. Shoes screeched against the floor.
Boom!
The fists of the two were instantly blocked by Garen's left and right respectively, seemingly effortlessly.
No accident, the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, surrounded Garen with full strength and speed, swinging punches, uppercuts, knee bumps, and powerful attacks that could break ordinary fractures, all of which were easily caught by the opponent.
Fists and shadows intertwined among the three of them. Garen stood still and did not move, but the two kept turning around him.
To everyone's disbelief, Garen didn't turn around at all, and only relied on his gloved hands to firmly catch the fists, legs and feet coming from all directions.
"Veloster!!" Seidon finally couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped back a little, turned around, and swung his right leg to form a powerful phantom.
call! !
This side kick made a violent cracking sound like a whip, and it was powerful. With the pointed shoe worn by Seidon as the tip, it slammed fiercely towards Garen.
Saidon's special move, Velociraptor, is a powerful move for his Jedi counterattack. The key to this move lies in the instant burst of powerful speed and power.
"Double lock!" The other person, Candice, also made a move, pounced from the other side, his arms and elbows were like a big pliers, and entangled Garen's right arm fiercely, and one leg was stuck in Garen's arms at the same time. The space between the legs, try to trip it over.
"interesting."
Garen stepped back slightly, turned around in an instant, and unexpectedly ran behind the two of them strangely, with his arms outstretched, and flicked lightly, like the wings of a bird.
"It has appeared! Two-phase robbery!!"
Quentin's expression tightened, and he quickly glanced in Jamie's direction. He was defeated by this trick last time, and he was very focused at this time.
At this time, not only him, but even the president and several other masters in the club who had never seen Garen make a move last time were all staring at this scene with solemn expressions.
There were two light snaps.
Garen's hands lightly touched the backs of their heads.
There was silence.
Although some people saw this move for the second time, they still feel incredible and difficult to understand after watching it again.
How did that strange pace and turn come from, that posture is completely unfavorable for the body to exert strength, how did it emit such powerful strength
With two bang bangs, Saidon and Candice staggered forward a few steps, and finally couldn't help it. One knelt down on the ground, and the other held onto the wall to support himself from falling with both hands.
Both of them turned pale for a while, as if they couldn't calm down, and couldn't speak at all.
Garen put his hands in his pockets and quietly looked at the others. No one dared to look at him again, and unconsciously avoided or lowered his head.
"It's really disappointing." Looking at these members who didn't even have the courage to meet his gaze, Gallon felt a tinge of disappointment in his heart. "It's okay to be weak, even the heart is so weak."
He turned around and planned to leave. If the Fighting Club only had these crooked things, he also planned to find another way to carry out the plan.
"Wait, wait!!" Suddenly a weak voice came from the corner.
It's Seidon!
He supported the wall with both hands, pushed away the friend who was trying to support him, and stared at Garen with red eyes.
"I haven't lost yet!!" He managed to say these words, supporting his body. This newcomer who joined the fighting club last year was dripping with sweat, and the black clothes of the fighting club on his upper body were clinging to his back. On his chest, his face was pale, obviously exhausted.
"I! I haven't lost yet!!" He repeated, staring at Garen.
Garen turned around and looked at the young boy who was exhausted and suffered a little concussion injury.
This was the first time he faced an ordinary person without extraordinary power.
The originally seemingly frivolous temperament has disappeared, and there is only an almost crazy momentum that will never give up. That is the momentum to fight people desperately!
"Seidon!"
Someone called his name, his voice trembling.
"Blood!! You are bleeding!!"
A girl ran up, trying to hold Saidon's body, but he pushed him away stubbornly. Because of the force of his right fist, the skin cracked, and drops of blood dripped onto the floor.
"I haven't lost yet!!" Saidon's eyes were red, as if he remembered something from the past, his eyes had obviously spread a little, maybe now he couldn't see Garen's face at all.
This is a boy with a story.
Garen glanced at the black president and his party with complex expressions.
None of them showed a sincere expression of concern, only an expensive boy wearing glasses slowly walked out of the crowd. He walked over to Candace, who was still sitting on the ground, and helped her up.
"Seidon, you have already lost."
He pushed up his glasses.
"But you lost, we haven't lost yet."
There was a cold light in the eyes under his eyes.
"Do it!"
The black president suddenly roared.
Sizzling, the floor made a harsh friction sound, and the six figures rushed towards Garen quickly.
The leaders of the five elite groups, together with the black president, all attacked and besieged Gallon.
Boom! !
In an instant, several explosions sounded around Gallon at the same time, and several impacts erupted at the same time, superimposed into one explosion.
Garen attacked with fists, palms, legs and knees from all directions at the same time. His hands were like Avalokitesvara with thousands of hands. In an instant, there were countless afterimages, overlapping one after another, appearing in each of the attacking parts of the six people in an instant, accurately blocking the opponent's attack.
"Not bad! Hahahaha!!" Garen laughed happily. "You are all good!! This is the seed!!!"
No one can understand what he said, everyone at this time! All members of the club looked at a powerful and domineering figure in the middle of the siege by six people with enthusiasm.
This is a fight for the honor of the fighting club, each member clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, wishing they could fight in person.
Bang bang bang, the sound of physical impact was endless, shaking the venue, shaking the hearts of all members.
"Let you see the real martial arts!"
Suddenly, Garen's voice came from the center of the siege.
His arms brought out countless afterimages in an instant, like layers of white bird wings.
"This is the real, dual-phase robbery!"
For a split second, when they waved their arms, which were obviously wearing black gloves, everyone seemed to see a pair of white wings stretching and fluttering.
This contradictory feeling makes everyone feel an unconscious feeling of nausea, nausea like dizziness.
The white wings fluttered gently.
Bang bang bang bang! !
A series of dull impact sounds suddenly sounded. Six figures flew out one after another, hitting the floor and being dragged far away.
The six people were all in the same state at this time, their faces were pale, without a trace of blood, and they were lying on the ground for a while, unable to get up.
The white bird's wings slowly closed, bringing out several afterimages.
call.
A gust of cold wind blew away around Garen, and the blond hair on Garen's head was blown wildly like a lion's mane.
Saidon opened his mouth, looking at the six bosses who were in the same state as himself, he was speechless for a while.
At this time, not only him, but also the surrounding members clenched their fists, their faces shocked, but they didn't know how to react.
"You guys are all good." Garen looked at the six people lying on the ground, and Seidon beside him.
At this time, the oriental girl who impressed me last time also came out and quietly supported Quentin. Although she pretended to be calm, her body was still trembling slightly under Garen's gaze.
Garen's power at that moment just now was indeed a bit scary. To these ordinary students, although he restrained his courage as much as possible, he still showed a trace of breath unconsciously, which made these people feel like a natural enemy. Horror temperament.
That is the temperament of a fighter, a biological natural enemy, and the true strength of the strongest human beings!
"Let's stop here today." Garen gently spread his right palm and shook it violently.
Boom!
A dull gas explosion sounded from his hand.
Everyone trembled in fright. The students here are not ordinary students, at least they are at the level of masters. At this moment, seeing human beings bursting out of anger with just one hand, each of them stared wide-eyed and felt cold all over, as if watching The aliens generally looked at Garen.
Only then did the black president and the six people realize that they were not at the same level as others. A trace of depression suddenly appeared in his heart, but just after this depression emerged, it was overwhelmed by the more fanatical enthusiasm and pursuit of fighting.
That was a new level of understanding of the limits of human beings. Before Gallon came, no one would have thought that the limits of human beings could reach this level, this level!
This is hope!
Looking at the eyes of these people, Garen knew that the seeds had been planted.
Indeed, no human being can achieve the martial artist level effect he is showing now. But the blood race is different, this level is just easy.
It's just that these students haven't come into contact with this level yet.
"Welcome to the real world of fighting." He gave Seidon and the Oriental girl a meaningful look, and then scanned the six strongest fighters on the floor. Turn around and stride out of the training ground.
(end of this chapter)